CHAPTER THREE DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES
“Bloody hell!”
Flaring up in uncontrollable fury, Morgan overthrew all the objects crowding on his desk, included the nautical maps, an excellent workmanship sextant and the letter of marque addressed to Rogers.
“Filthy beggar!”, he barked. “He deserved a much worse suffering!”
The corsair was sitting in front of him on a damask sofa, showing a certain amount of indifference.
“With all due respect…”, he tried to speak.
“Shut up!”, the governor interrupted him.
A very long and deep silence followed, marked only by the man’s panting breathing. Rogers preferred not to reply. It would be better to wait till he calmed down, to pursue his own interests.
Wynne’s revelations had helped to undermine Morgan’s already bad reputation among the colonizers
